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This is a squirrel nest in the woods behind my house that has to be 60 ft. off the ground.
What squirrel in its right mind would build a nest way up there? Kathy calls them “tree rats”. This one must be related to the one I had around here a couple years ago that was longer than your average varmint and was able to get at the bird seed without dropping the “door” over the seed tray. That son-of-a-gun hung by one back paw, right over the seed tray, and ate to its heart’s content! That was when I bought a big water gun to fight off that damn squirrel!
Folklore of northern New England (told to me by a New Brunswick, Canada friend) says the height of squirrel nests, is an indication of how much snow the winter will bring. I hope that is as wrong as the one that says the day of the month the first measurable snow falls, is the number of storms for the winter. This year that would be a big OUCH considering we just had a heavy snowfall in many sections of the northeast.
Would you believe I was married on this day in 1959? If you are a regular reader of this journal you will have no problem believing! ☺
All day yesterday the wind was blowing in the 20 mph range and gusting into the 30s. Then came the rains last night. Thank goodness the temperature stayed in the mid to upper 60s.However, over night we also lost cable. I have no phone. I have no TV. I have no internet connection. It is very quiet. My first reaction was, OH, NO! (like Mr. Bill ☺). How could I get through the morning without my TV? My emails? While I was contemplating the lack of these things, I realized how quiet it was and how loud my tinnitus is. ☺I will use my cell phone (if I have an AT&T signal, grrrrrr) and call Cox cable to find out how long we will be out.As soon as I’m back on-line I will post this. Right now it is 7:50 a.m., EDT.Later:I’ve been outside since 10:30 (it is now 2 p.m.) cleaning up around the yard and mulching leaves. Cable is back on (don’t know when that happened) but I need a shower before I can watch the Patriots game.
PhotoCrandall Pond, Tolland, CTI went out onto the deck to change the water in the bird bath, and much to my surprise…the water was frozen. It was icy crystals all the way to the bottom and solid on top. I wish I had paid attention in other years as to the first date for frozen bird bath.It was 28 degrees here when I got up at 6 a.m. That’s cold.
PhotosLeft: Autumn foliage at Crandall Pond in Tolland, CTRight: Probably the most exquisite photo I have ever taken. This is a picture of the water with the trees reflected. Click on photos to enlarge. They are worth it!Ancient MemoriesI know when cold weather, winter, is coming. I go through a change from “go-go-go” to let’s curl up with a good book and soft music. My body genetically remembers an ancient time when the cave had to be readied for cold weather. Foods had to be stored against the time of little or none.In my current body, I start cutting out recipes for hearty soups. In no time I will have a pile of recipes for just about every cream soup imaginable—some in duplicate or triplicate. I can’t help myself. I have this desire to feel warmed from the inside out.Anyone who knows me, knows I am not considered “a cook.” Oh, sure, I can fix a meal that will taste good and look good on the plate. But fancy I am not!So here we are, the 23rd of October (Happy Birthday, Kathy!) and I just cut out a recipe for Roasted Butternut Squash with Saged Crème. I already have a recipe for roasted butternut squash that uses tart apples. Both are thick, hearty, winter, warm-me-up-from-the-inside soups.Winter’s coming. Gotta winterize the cave and pack in the roots and tubers. Mastodons will have to be stalked and processed before the snow flies.
Lots to do. Gotta go! ☺☺☺
A traveling replica of the Wall is currently in East Hartford, CT at Rentschler Field. I went tonight to view the Wall and to watch the Marine Corps Battle Color Detachment which includes the Color Guard, Silent Drill Team and Drum and Bugle Corps.The first time I saw the wall in D. C. I was overwhelmed with emotion. It seems the Wall does that to people. Tonight the same thing happened viewing the replica. I was so overcome with emotion/grief I had to leave before the performance started.God Bless all of them for their sacrifice in all wars where American blood has been spilled.
That's it folks
And this concludes the postings of Lincoln Sculptures. If you get the chance to see them in person you will not be disappointed. The sculptures and their locations make viewing a pleasant experience.
Back to normal?
I think I have fully recovered from my bike tour. I am busy writing and editing my journal and photos of the trip and will be ready to post them in a couple of weeks. As soon as it's on the internet the address will be posted right here. So stay tuned!
Cick on the plaque in order to read it. I don't know who said it, but the information presented on the plaque is a fine example of "It doesn't matter how many times you fall. What matters is how many times you get up."
